Deaf Havana
Filthy, Rotten Scoundrel
Every day�s the same for mePeople come and people leaveAnd every day�s a game for meI�m always losing willinglyI keep telling myself, keep telling myself to be gratefulBut that�s not good for my health, not good for my healthMaybe my expectations let me down and I�m too far off the groundAnd I don�t know what I�ve got �til it�s goneNo I don�t know what I�ve got �til it�s goneWhen I�m old and lonely I don�t want my life to read:He was born and then he died and not much happened in betweenMaybe my expectations let me down and I�m too far off the groundAnd I don�t know what I�ve got �til it�s goneNo I don�t know what I�ve got �til it�s goneSo I�ll work my way through outer space and set my feet on the groundMaybe my expectations let me down and I�m too far off the groundAnd I don�t know what I�ve got �til it�s goneNo I don�t know what I�ve got �til it�s gone
From Letras Mania